"Work and How I Got There"

on how Minoan art affects today’s society, and why men who lived so long ago are important.  The fluorescent lights of my dorm room cast a dim light on my

mountain of books, a harsh reminder of the work to be done. My eyelids are heavy, as my 5th cup of coffee begins to wear off. A year ago studying wasn’t important

to me. A year ago I would have been in bed by 12, after skimming over my notes,

skipping half my homework, and choosing sleep over work. Now I sit, looking

forward to my 3 hours of sleep before waking up at 8 to study more, and I am

satisfied. I am happy to be learning.

I write to you today, Mr. Kolb, to give praise for your efforts and successes in

guiding me to my current position at the University of Cincinnati, and a

Government wasn’t my favorite subject. You were a tough, straightforward

I missed learning, I missed excitement of something new, I missed caring about

school that only cared about your grade, not your knowledge, you were able to

from experience, not memorizing facts. Some teachers encourage, but you intrigued. You intrigued me to become involved in government. I vote because I want to. I vote because you informed me of the difference I can make, you taught me to stand up for what I believe in, and not just to stand, but to speak. Now I speak up in class, because I have opinion, not because I am called on.

You weren’t always my favorite teacher, Mr. Kolb, but that didn’t matter. You taught me what I needed to know to mature, and in turn, prepared me for college. In a

Every day I dreaded school, dreaded dirty looks from teachers, dreaded the thought of, “When am I ever g

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